Lyrics

rise in the morning at sunrise, strangers around me sleep soundly at rest, phones and computers become me, signals stretch back to the lands that i've left, oh in the quiet times, count up the things that i love, slip through the road lights, the trail of wandering back, left you while you were sleeping, left you the warmth in the bed, where i lay, you left me a love worth keeping, you left me a diary to count off the days, and so in the quiet times, i saver the things that i've lost, and slip through the road lights, and wonder how i came to this, i guess you never know, lost until you have something to lose, choice until you have something to choose, choose, so give me my quiet times, to mourn for the things that i've lost, and find me on the road lights, counting the miles and the cost, so i never knew, lost cos i had nothing to lose, choice cos i had nothing to choose, but all the things you do, the way that you close your door, the way that you guard your shore, darling, i'm coming home soon

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Artist: turner, frank